"Well... the story we're about to tell is sorta'... intriguing. It feels so long ago, let's see. Erm..." a dark-haired man says. Four adults sit in a row in front of multiple people in coats in what seems to be a lab. A blond-haired man starts speaking.
"We woke up in what seemed to be nothing but darkness?" He looked to the other three asking if he was correct, seeing the others nod.
"We never saw each other until after a series of events but, there seemed to be a voice, guiding us through a sort of trial of ." he paused for a moment, trying to recall the event.
"We were taught about stuff the world had, all from no sense of identity; from scratch. It was pretty apparent we weren't prepared for everything as on our journey, we ran into so many things we had no clue about." he paused again to reminisce.
"By the end, I experienced a bright flash of light and suddenly I'm somewhere completely different, the four of us had just seen each other for a couple seconds before we a bunch of creatures around us. They seemed blank, but they just gave off this bad vibe, and our first instinct was to defend ourselves in any way possible." He paused for a moment.
"I stared widely, in surprise, to see a sight of another being like me." He laughed a little, "The sheer amazement I felt was gone as one of those things charged at me."
- Going back to sometime in the past, but not too far back. -
"Whoa!" the dark-haired person says, quickly and barely dodging an imp-like creature's claws as he watches another boy blond hack at it with a broken sword.
"I- uhh, thanks." he stammered, quickly interrupted by another attempt of aggrievance. The dark-haired boy could barely see. A blonde rushed to help him, another girl defending the boy from another attack as they group.
"No time for mucking around now." the blonde remarks, the other blond grinned."
They struggled but more kept coming, the group eventually agreed to abscond and went running with exhaust until they were sure it was okay.
"So who're you people?" The blond asked the others, gasping for breath. They all questioned themselves, not thinking once about an identity, oddly enough it just came to them.
"My name's John." the dark-haired boy states.
"Rose. Rose Lalonde." The blonde says.
"I'm Jade!" the long-haired one says. "It's nice to meet you all!" she remarks cheerfully.
"Cool, I'm Strider, Dave Strider.", the blonde says, he puts his hands into his pockets and notices a pair of tinted sunglasses, putting them on with a sense of confidence.
"John reaches into his shorts and finds... a bottle of oil? and a hammer.
"What, is this food?" He also takes out multiple rations of baked goods, "and this?" A pair of rectangular-lensed glasses. John mimicked Dave wearing his glasses. His expression immediately shows awe to see that everything is suddenly clear.
"The other two looking through their clothing, Rose pulls from her hair a pair of needles, her pocket some chalk, and a book she seemingly had somewhere?
"Jade has multiple parts to a disassembled rifle, a stable vial of uranium, a stuffed dog with "Bec" written on a tag attached to it. She giggles watching John's expression change.
Dave continues looking to find some amber, and... a dead bird. Uh, wow.